Lisa's College Adventures

My name is Lisa and I discovered the pleasures of showing off my body and letting nature take her course. Even though people think I'm good looking - 5'10" blond with a good figure, I never considered myself as pretty. I had my share of boyfriends but other than the make-out sessions and the obligatory blow-jobs, they just didn't do anything for me. It wasn't until I met Jim during my sophmore year in college that I discovered my true nature.

Jim was the teaching assistant in the Chemistry lab that I was in. I never got the jist of Chemistry, all those letters and chemicals were a bit confusing. Also, the danger of all those chemicals had me a bit skittish. My lab partner was another girl that lived in the same dorm as me. During the early part of the semester, we struggled and didn't seem to get much help from the assistants. We would get stuck, ask Jim for some help and eventually he would come and give us some techincal explanation that was over our heads and move on.

I lamented this with my girlfriend Michelle and said that you need to "advertise". I was a bit clueless about what that meant. Michelle asked "What do you two usually wear in lab?"
"An old sweatshirt and a pair of jeans," I replied. "I don't want to ruin my clothes if I spill something on me. Christine (my lab partner) wears something ratty also."
"That's your problem!", Michelle exclaimed, "Your just another lost lab student that the poor TA has to help out. You're one of the crowd. You need to stand out. Look at you! You have assets that need to be exhibited!" I thought it over a bit. I did have to admit that I was pretty good looking. I have long hair that I usually wore in pony tail and my breasts were good (according to old boyfriends) and my legs were in shape from all the running I did. "You need to wear something that accentuates yourself so that the TA will notice you."
"Hmm, I guess I can try it out. I don't think Michelle would do it. She's okay looking but pretty prudish."

The next week, I wore a dark blue dress with a low neckline that also had a slit up the side. I figured I might as well use both barrels. I noticed that during the lab that Jim hovered around us quite a bit, asking if everything was okay. Michelle was right! You attract more with honey than vinegar. Needless to say, we got all the help we needed that day. The following labs, I made sure to wear something that showed myself off. I also made an effort to lean over a bit more to give Jim something to see when he was peering over us. Or I would cross my legs and let my skirt ride up when he was lecturing.

Everything was going well until that fateful raining day...